[ He's never seen it outside of a pill, but who knows, really? Grayson can see the other edging closer. He sounds young, seems shy. That'd make sense for the drug in question, seeing as: ]
It's for anx--
[ Sorry, Kieren, but he does start a bit at seeing those eyes. It's an unwanted slam of memory, of Angel, a dark face with wild, white eyes - white teeth reaching up for his throat. Grayson's hand flutters there now, where it partially covers bloodstained skin, but no wound. The front of his shirts are drenched with a dry equivalent. He takes an unconscious half a step back.
The only thing that's keeping going right now is the fact he's been talking to this young man. None of them... none of them had ever spoken. Just screamed. ]
I'm sorry. [ He says softly, because he means it. That wasn't professional. As far as he knows, the poor boy has some type of albinism. Clearing his throat, he continues on ] It's used to treat depression and [ A little laugh, attempting at humor. ] anxiety.
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[ He's never seen it outside of a pill, but who knows, really? Grayson can see the other edging closer. He sounds young, seems shy. That'd make sense for the drug in question, seeing as: ]
It's for anx--
[ Sorry, Kieren, but he does start a bit at seeing those eyes. It's an unwanted slam of memory, of Angel, a dark face with wild, white eyes - white teeth reaching up for his throat. Grayson's hand flutters there now, where it partially covers bloodstained skin, but no wound. The front of his shirts are drenched with a dry equivalent. He takes an unconscious half a step back.
The only thing that's keeping going right now is the fact he's been talking to this young man. None of them... none of them had ever spoken. Just screamed. ]
I'm sorry. [ He says softly, because he means it. That wasn't professional. As far as he knows, the poor boy has some type of albinism. Clearing his throat, he continues on ] It's used to treat depression and [ A little laugh, attempting at humor. ] anxiety.